#I love these frogs more than i’ll ever love anyone

[forever-rogue]

My friend, can you believe after all these years I’ve come to finally appreciate Steve as more than a friend?

So I’ve come with a request. A very reluctant friends to lovers w Steve! Maybe Reader has never understood why all the girls love Steve and has always been just a good friend to him until one day. Something just clicks and he’s suddenly seen in a different light all together.

AN | In which you fall for Steve slowly, and then realize all at once 🥺

Warnings | None

Pairing | Steve x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 3k

Masterlist | Steve, Main

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“I think I’m going to be single forever,” you sighed as you sat down across from Steve, happy to see that he’d already ordered your favorite coffee. He raised an eyebrow in greeting as you reached over and squeezed his hand.

“Your date went that well?” he grabbed his own coffee and took a long sip as you shrugged.

“He wasn’t the worst,” you rested your cheek in your hand, “until he dropped me off at home and asked me to suck him off before I got out of his car. So, putting it lightly, I won’t be seeing him ever again.”

“I’m sorry, honey,” he gave you a small smile as you just shrugged. If he was being completely honest, he wasn’t that sorry. Sorry that you had to go through that but not sorry that it didn’t work out. He loathed the idea of you going out with anyone else, “you didn’t deserve that.”

“Thanks,” at least you always had Steve. You hoped that one day you would find a man as good as him. He was everything to you, and you hoped he knew that as well, “one day it’ll work out with someone. Until then, I guess I have to keep kissing the frogs.”

He made a small sound and nodded in agreement. It was then that you noticed the girl behind the counter watched the two of you - Steve - with a wistful look on her face. Your lips drew in a thin line as you tried to hide your eye roll. It wasn’t that uncommon; girls often stared at him wherever you went. 

“What?” he nudged your foot under the table and shot you a coy smile, “what’s that look for?”

“Nothing…”

“Liar.”

“Fine,” you leaned in closer so only he could hear you, “that girl behind the counter is practically drooling over you.”

“Oh,” he laughed softly before leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms over his chest, “what’s so bad about that, huh? Are you jealous?”

That made you scoff slightly as you waved your hand at him. That was definitely not the word you’d use. He was your best friend after all, “as if. That’s not quite the word I would use. Annoyed? Bemused? Those are more accurate.”

“Very funny,” this time it was his turn to roll his eyes at you. You stuck your tongue out at him, “would you want to do tonight?”

“I dunno,” to be honest, you were still a little down after your disastrous date, “whatever you want to do is fine, Stevie.”

“Nope,” he stood up and reached for your hand. Motioning for you to follow him, “that’s not what I asked - what do you want to do? You know I’m just happy to  spend time with you.”

“Well that’s just the thing, Harrington,” you slipped your hand into his, “I’m just happy to spend time with you.”

And you meant it. Everything was a million times better with him. 

“Yeah,” he smiled softly at you, making your heart almost melt, “I’ll pick tonight then and you pick next time. Deal?”

“Deal!”

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The two of you were taking a walk around the park to kill some before your dinner reservations, hot chocolates in hand. Steve had surprised you with it since you’d been whining about how much you wanted before meeting up. You were reminded again just how amazing and wonderful your best friend was. 

“It’s pretty out,” you mused as you lightly kicked a big pile of golden and orange leaves. It was almost winter, and you were taking advantage of the weather before it got too cold to do anything for a few months.

“It is,” he agreed, but he wasn’t looking at any of the nature surrounding you. He was looking right at you, “it really is.”

Before you could say anything else, you heard a small scream coming from near the playground. The two of you looked at each other before rushing towards the sound. When you reached the jungle gym, you found a young girl sitting at the bottom of the slide, crying as she held her leg. 

You looked around but didn’t see any adults nearby. Steve didn’t waste a moment before handing you his cup and going over to the small girl. A couple of other kids were still running around and playing, but a few stopped to watch him.

“Hey sweetheart,” he dropped to his knees so he was on her level, his voice soft and gentle, “what happened?”

“I fell off the slide and hurt my leg,” she looked at him with big, wide eyes, cheeks wet with tears, “it hurts really bad.”

“Can I take a look at it?” your heart melted at how gentle and tender he was. Steve just had such a way with everyone - but kids especially. It definitely made you feel some kind of way. The girl nodded immediately, her dark curls bobbing as he looked at her leg. He made a few sounds before reaching up and wiping away some of her tears, “the good news is that I think you’ll be just fine. The even better news is that you’re super brave for how well you handled this.”

“Promise?” she asked and Steve held out his pinkie to her. 

“Pinky promise,” he grinned as she laughed softly at him, “did you come here with your parents?”

“Yeah,” she looked around, “they were going for a walk and said they’d be back soon. I was just playing with the other kids.”

“Maybe we should go and find them, huh?” he ruffled her hair and she nodded, slowly attempting to stand up. Steve held up his hand in order to help steady her and she gladly took it, “what’s your name?”

“Lucy,” she reached for his hand and started to slowly walk. Her knee was skinned, as it often happened with kids, but otherwise she was unscathed. She paused and looked up at her savior, “what’s your name?”

“Steve,” he told her and she looked over at you. Steve followed her gaze and smiled at you before offering her your name. Lucy grinned and waved her small hand eagerly at you. 

“Is she your girlfriend?” she loudly whispered to him, making you laugh softly as you pretended not to hear, “she’s really pretty.”

“She’s my best friend,” there was something about the way he said it that made your heart feel a little bit of a pang. It just didn’t sound quite…right. But you weren’t going to question that just yet, “she’s really nice too. C’mon kiddo, let’s go and find your parents.”

“Okay,” Lucy started to pull his hand and marched in the direction of where her parents would be. Steve followed diligently behind her, shooting you a wink as you trailed after the two of them. Yeah… this was definitely making you feel something. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Over the next couple of weeks it was like something had shifted in the way you viewed Steve. Not that you’d ever had anything but love for him, but it was starting to feel a little…different. It felt like you were seeing him in this new, honeyed golden light. 

It was like you were noticing so many things about him for the first time, despite the fact that he hadn’t changed a single thing about himself. You noticed how he always held the door open for others, how he helped anyone that needed, when he’d let people in line go in front of him, when he’d pay for someone else’s coffee just to make their day. The way that people, especially women, always looked at him in wonder, suddenly made sense. He was just…everything. And you’d been so oblivious the whole time. 

“What’s wrong?” You were at the grocery store with Steve, but you’d stopped mid aisle when you saw him helping some with getting a few things off a high shelf. He turned back to you and gently tugged on your sleeve, “are you okay? You’re being weird.”

“You’re being weird,” your face was practically burning at having been caught daydreaming about your best friend. He snorted in amusement, “sorry, just thinking.”

“Must be something important,” he gently tugged you along, back over to the car, “if it’s got you so distracted.”

“It’s…” you. But you weren’t about to admit that just that so randomly in the middle of the grocery store on a Saturday afternoon. Maybe you’d never admit it. You weren’t completely sure yet, “nothing. It’s…nothing at all.”

“You sure?” he looked concerned for a moment, giving your hand a small squeeze. 

“Positive,” you really liked the feeling of his hand in yours. You’d never noticed just how much, “just been feeling a little…off lately I think.”

He tutted softly, stopping to look at you fully. He reached up and took your face in his hands, looking to make sure there wasn’t anything he’d missed. Steve gently turned your head from side to side and hummed softly, “just as I thought.”

“What?” your lips pulled into a pout as you wondered what he could possibly say, “Steve.”

“You’re a horrible liar,” he concluded as you scoffed, reluctantly pulling his hands away from your face. He was getting too close to unnerving you and making you spill your guts out. You weren’t ready to. Ugh. He laughed softly before wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you for a hug, “but I love you regardless.”

Part of you was convinced that he knew exactly what was going on in your mind and he was doing this to torture you, “love you too.”

This was going to be a whole situation. You just knew it.

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Tonight was the night you were finally getting to see the movie you’d been thinking about for months. You weren’t sure if Steve actually wanted to see it, but he was a good sport for being willing to go with you. In true Steve fashion, he’d even paid for the tickets and all the snacks you’d both wanted. 

“I’ll get all this stuff if you can grab the popcorn,” he took the stuff without even waiting for an answer. He shot you a quick wink, “thanks.”

You smiled at him, watching as the cashier watched him go as she got your bag of popcorn together. He really did women longing after him left and right; you could understand why. He was good looking and an almost golden retriever of a human being. 

“Your boyfriend is very sweet,” the woman had a big smile on her face as you raised an eyebrow in confusion. What boyfriend was she talking about? You looked around to see if there was anyone else remaining in the theater lobby. The only person you spotted was Steve.

“I don’t…”

“And so handsome too,” her voice sounded almost dreamy as she looked between the two of you. You made a small sound before taking the bag of popcorn that she slid across the counter and slowly made your way back to Steve. 

“Everything alright?” he asked softly as the two of you started to walk towards the designated theater, “you look…worried.”

“Nothing’s wrong,” you promised with a stiff smile as he opened the door and ushered you in. You were surprised he managed it all considering his arms were full of drinks and snacks and you were only carrying the popcorn, “thanks, Stevie.”

He hummed in content as you picked out a pair of seats away from others near the top. You settled in and made yourself comfortable, finding yourself leaning into Steve’s warm body. He smiled as he put his arm around you, causing goosebumps to raise on your skin. 

You’d been wanting to see this movie since you’d heard about it months ago. You’d even picked out the perfect evening to go, when the theater wouldn’t be too crowded and you could enjoy the experience. But…you couldn’t focus on it at all; your mind kept drifting back to Steve. There was something in the way that lady had spoken about him that got to you. 

Steve who had always been there for you. Steve that had been your best friend since the day he met you almost five years ago. Steve that would do - and has done - anything for you. 

And that’s when it hit you. He wasn’t just your best friend, he was your everything. When you put the pieces together it made sense why people often thought you were together. Now you just had to figure out what to do with your revelation. 

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You hadn’t taken much of the movie in and Steve had noticed. Though it wasn’t hard to pick up on the fact that you were distracted when you weren’t responding to a single comment or question from Steve. 

The two of you walked back to his car in relative silence, a small distance that felt far too great between your bodies. Before you could open the passenger side door, Steve leaned against it and softly shook his head, “what’s going on? Are you sure you’re-”

“I’m in love with you.”

Well. That hadn’t entirely gone to plan. Not that you were sure you even had a plan. It just short of…happened. 

“What?” he laughed nervously, raking a hand through his hair. He was pretty sure that he’d heard you correctly, but also didn’t want to flatter himself. Not yet anyway. 

“I…I think I just realized during the movie,” your entire face felt way too hot, especially with the cool winter breeze that was surrounding you, “and it just…caught me off guard.”

“Off guard?”

“I…I think I’ve always known I just never…realized,” you whispered, turning your face down towards the ground, studying the laces of his sneakers. Steve wasn’t quite sure how you felt about the revelation, “but now I know. I’m sorry.”

“W-what? Why are you sorry?” you looked up at him, his big brown eyes all soft. You opened and closed your mouth a few times, unsure if he was serious or not. 

“Because. I think I’ve just ruined our entire friendship,” you threw your hands up in exasperation, “because it’s going to be weird now that I know I’m in love with you and you don’t feel the same way.”

“Whoa,” he reached for your hands and gently wrapped his long, slender fingers around your wrists, “who said I didn’t feel the same?”

“But you don’t…I,” you stopped for a moment and thought about it. Oh. Oh. Steve beamed as he watched you come to yet another huge realization, “you love me?”

“Duh,” he teased in that gentle tone you loved so much, “took you way too long to catch up.”

“How long?” how long had you been blind?

“About five years.”

“But we met…five years ago.”

“I know,” this time he flashed you a shy smile as your expression softened. He’d been there this entire time but you had been so blind to him. Everything you’d been searching for and wanting had always been, quite literally, right in front of your face. 

“Steve,” you looked down at your hands, were still safely and warmly developed in his, “Steve.”

He brought one of your hands to his lips and pressed a kiss to your knuckles. You warmed at the touch and it took everything in your power not to jump on him then and there and kiss him silly. He must have been thinking the same thing, “I’ve waited a long time to ask you this, but umm, can I kiss you?”

“Yeah,” you knew that, deep down, you’d been wanting him to ask for so long, “yes.”

He took your face gently in his hands, brushing his thumb over your cheek as he studied you intently. It was almost ridiculous just how far gone he was for you, “you’re so beautiful.”

Before you could argue with him, and he knew you well enough to know that you would, he leaned in and brushed his lips against yours. It was gentle at first, testing the waters to see what it was like for both of you. You couldn’t help but lean into him, sighing softly at his touch. That seemed to be all he needed in order to deepen the kiss, and you wrapped your arms around him. 

Neither of you wanted to break apart and only broke apart very reluctantly when you were desperate for a breath of air. The two of you exchanged shy, but happy smiles before laughing. You opened and closed your mouth, trying to find the right words but there didn’t appear to be quite anything to properly convey everything you were feeling. You touched his face, ghosting your fingers along his freckles. He put his hand on top of yours and squeezed gently, “I know.”

“Oh,” you looked up and a few drops fell on your cheeks, “let’s get out of here.”

“Want me to take you home?”

“I want you to come with me,” you whispered, “I don’t want to say good night just yet.”

“Me neither,” he opened the door for you and helped you inside before gently closing the floor and going around to slide into the driver’s seat, “does this mean I can kiss you all the time?”

“Yeah, Stevie,” you grinned at him, “you can kiss me anytime.”

“Good,” he pressed a kiss to your forehead, “‘cause I’m going to be doing that a lot.”

[marypaol]

Tension in Potion-Making

Draco x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Insecurity, jealously, possessive personality, that’s all :)

Summary: Reader and Draco have been friends since early childhood, and something stirs between them when asked to make Amortentia.

Note: For the wonderful

@just-another-reader1098

I don’t know why I struggled writing this, I deleted so much with the ending and re-wrote a bunch of options. I didn’t know how you wanted angst involved and I’m sorry I didn’t put as much as probably desired. I hope you enjoy it anyways and thank you so much for requesting!

Masterlist

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The girl couldn’t remember her life before Draco, like he was a person that was meant to enter her life and guide her towards the right direction. Or he just happened to join her life story and happened to impact it so much.

Whatever the reason may be he was always there, either lingering in the back of her mind or by her side to make snarky remarks or complaints. She was used to it by now, however, having dealt with his attitude for years on end that nothing was new to her. If only she could replay their life together like a movie film she would then take the time to recognize what she truly had. She was beyond grateful for the boy, he kept her sane and whenever someone dared to bother her they would quickly realize who they were messing with.

Their friendship was a linger in memory ever since then but it didn’t ever die, nor did it go back to the way it was. They were kids, little mindless kids that didn’t know that being friends who goofed around and shoved chocolate frogs in their mouths would have such an impact on their lives.

She wouldn’t change one thing about it though, oh Merlin no, because it wouldn’t prove the development they’ve had over the years. Development meaning lingering touches and long glances but nothing strong enough to confront each other about.

That was the way she felt until one day in which she thought would be normal. She didn’t expect not only to be sharing Potions with the Gryffindors, but to be making the most powerful love Potion in existence.

“This is ridiculous.” Draco muttered when Snape informed them.

“I don’t see the purpose of this stupid Potion anyway; it’s not like I’m going to smell anything.” He snarled. “Like how does the House Cup have a scent?”

She kept in her laugh, shaking her head. “No, Draco. It’s about love and your deepest attraction… showing your deepest desire for an unknown person…I wonder who I’m going to smell.” She said, not being able to help but think of the possibilities.

Draco scoffed at the dream-like tone she was using, looking over at her from his cutting board.

“You? Smelling anyone? Oh please, I doubt someone would even smell you.”

A normal person talking to Draco would be hurt, but she was used to the teasing and banter that practically flooded from his mouth like water so instead she slapped him on the arm and watched in satisfaction when he rubbed the spot.

“I’m serious; I bet you’re curious about who you’ll smell.” She said back.

Malfoy scoffed like it was the most ridiculous thing he ever heard, but what she didn’t know was that he was more curious than ever. Did all his wants, besides wanting to prove to his father that he’s worthy, come to the idea of someone understanding and loving him? Was there someone already out there and he was about to find out who? Just by leaning in and taking a soft sniff of this bubbling liquid that the cauldron beheld? Yet the smallest sniff would give the strongest scent, revealing who he desired most.

Draco scoffed again to get rid of the thoughts and to prove his point further on how silly it was.

“Me, a Malfoy, wondering who I smell. Stupid and absurd, really, I tell you.” He mumbled under his breath. “I’ll stick my nose in there and smell the copper of the House Cup, that’s for sure.”

He watched as she nudged some ingredients towards him so he could cut them, rolling her eyes at his behavior.

“Really? Your deepest attraction is a cup made of copper?” She tested, scooping something into the Potion, watching as it bubbled and smoked from the addition to the mix.

Draco seemed to be scoffing a lot that day, because that’s what he did just then.

“No, take a joke. Obviously I’ll be smelling my own scent because everyone’s desire for me will be so strong this whole room will be able to smell it.”

She couldn’t help but laugh a little. Draco scowled.

“You think it’s funny do you? The facts are funny now; every girl is drooling over me and it’s absolutely hilarious to think about.”

She shook off the laugh coming up her throat, composing herself.

“What if I don’t smell you?” She tested, watching for his reaction.

His eyes stopped on hers, looking at her face with such intensity that it made her sink into her feet a little. He eyed her up and down, silver orbs seeming to absorb her appearance.

“You better.” He said simply, but it sounded like a threat, vanishing the playful banter in the air that was previously present, replacing it with think fog and tension that surrounded itself between them.

“And why should I smell you?” She bravely asked, staring right back into his eyes. He made a chop with his knife that was harder compared to the others, staring at her harder than before.

“You’re mine, that’s why.”

Hope you liked it! 🫶🏻

[3cremepie3]

Slip!

Jade Leech x reader Smut/ fluff 18+

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Synopsis- After taking a fall down the mountain Jade takes care of you! Quiet loving sex with the leech bro.

A/n- I just realized I didn’t write for him. So after weeks of writing and editing here he is. Also p.s this is long ash.

Warnings - mentions of injury, slight dark humor, saliva, multiple creampies, cursing, overall sloppy sex, sweat, strange dick shape

“Welcome Y/n.” Jade smiled down at you waiting underneath a large tree. “Hi, Jade.” You huffed out of breath from the long trail you had to walk to get here. “Don’t tell me you're tired already that wasn’t even a quarter of the way to our destination?”

“Nah that was nothing.” You lied trying to catch your breath. “While then let’s start walking,” you cheered!” You leaped over a large log and onto the walkway. Your boots squeaked as you walked through the numerous muddy paths.

“Thank god I found these at ramshackle,” you noted. “Yes to do these activities you have to have a sturdy pair of footwear,” Jade spoke. “I made that mistake my first time walking up here.” His voice was almost drowned out by a nearby stream so he spoke louder.

“I could barely stand while working at the Lounge the next day.” I know Azul probably didn’t let you have a break either,” you added. “You guessed right but luckily I didn’t have a shift the after so I was okay.” Just let me know if you need a break alright?”

“Right,” you nodded. Jade took note while you both walked even though you saw these same rocks and tree’s over and over. “How do you have so much to write down?” It’s the same scene over and over again.”

“Maybe I’ll find something new one day it’s always good to keep a new perspective on things.” Like, let’s use this rock.” He bent down and picked up a rock. At first, I thought it was a metamorphic rock that’s very common.” But looking closely I can see it’s a sandstone which is still common but still you get the point.”

“So it’s always good to keep an eye out?” Yes, try to find me something pretty we need better pictures.” Will do!” Now your eyes were scanning every surface. You thought of picking up a frog but it leaped away. Then you pointed to a bird but it flew away.

A bunch of mushrooms hung off a branch so you were gonna point those out but he said something that was living. “Ooo found something!” You went to grab the beautiful creature. “Stay just like that don’t move a muscle,” Jade demanded. You did as follows so he could snap a pic. It flew off of you going back to its business. “Come look Y/n.” Aww!” You gushed looking at the butterfly that landed on your nose.

“This is perfect for our club poster,” Jade chuckled. “Hell yeah it is I found you two pretty things,” you joked. “Yup you’ll attract more club members.” Am I that fine?” Yes, are you blind to others' attraction to you?”

“I must because I had not one clue I was the “It girl” or whatever you want to call me.” Do you think everyone just asked you to come to their club meetings with no motive?” You thought back to all the proposals people had given you over the months. You were even allowed to attend their events if you wanted to.

“I thought that they just wanted my company?” I’m a good friend once you get to know me,” you pleaded. “Well you never come so they wouldn’t know that.” Not true I’m here with you today,” you called into question. “Now I can brag to Floyd about this his mood is sure to sour.” I wasn’t ever gonna go to basketball with sweaty high schoolers that are gonna yell at me when I miss. That seems like an absolute nightmare.”

“Yeah they wouldn’t go easy on you,” he chuckled. But I’m glad you're here with me.” Yes even though you scare me sometimes well most of the time!” I still rather be in this club than anyone else’s.” Thanks for coming y/n. For a long time, I thought I would always be alone. But somehow I’ve gained a companion.”

“Yup for now on I’ll be the best partner you can ask for Jade.” Y/n there’s something else I’ve been wanting to ask you.” You paused your actions to look back at him. Before he could speak his expression seriously you got distracted by the rain. It started to fall suddenly and heavily like a blanket of snow. “Does it usually rain on this mountain?” Yes, that’s why I brought these.”

He handed you a yellow poncho. “Up ahead there should be a resting area we can wait there until the rain clears.” Okay, let’s get there fast my boots are getting soaked.” You dashed ahead of him not focused on your footing. “Wait it’s slippery up there L/n!” He tried his best to warn you but it was too late. You already slipped on the stone steps. “Fuck why did I wear high waters!” You cussed looking at the gash in your leg.

“I’ll clean up your wound soon.” For now, let me carry you.” Are you sure I’m pretty heavy,” you warned. “There’s nothing to worry about,” he shushed you. Afterward, you didn’t protest as he picked you up bridal style. Despite the added weight, his steps were stable and he didn’t slip. “I'm sorry Jade I didn’t mean to be dead weight.”

“We got our mission accomplished so I don’t mind.” Besides you’re not heavy.” He bounced you up and down in his arms. “Ah,” you screamed thinking you were gonna fall down the hill. “I forget how strong you and your brother are.” You could probably deadlift Jack.” He didn’t look anywhere near tired even after bringing you further to the rest stop.

Which you now saw was a supply shed. He dropped you on a recliner that was in the corner. “This is your idea of a rest stop?”

“Yes now Stay still,” he directed. He pulled a small first aid kit out of his backpack. “At least someone came prepared.” You laughed at yourself who only brought your outfit and a half-eaten granola bar. “I always get hurt while up here.” Especially when I was newer like you I scraped my legs a lot.” I know just the thing to treat your injuries.”

He pulled out a small bottle of alcohol. “This is going to sting .” He explained to you all while holding that same unreassuring smile. “Wait!” I’m scared.” Sorry I know I’m such a baby,” you frowned. “This has to happen Y/n I’ll be here to guide you through it.” Fine just do it,” you blurted.

He began to pour the alcohol on the scrape. You grabbed his hand out of instinct squeezing tight on the large and long fingers of his. “All done.” He patched you up thoroughly then leaned your leg on the chair. “I think we should stay here until morning.” My weather predictor says there’s gonna be a storm.”

The whole time he was talking you couldn’t focus since you just now realized you were holding his hand. “Such a gentleman,” you spoke aloud. “What was that,” he interrupted. “I didn’t think I said that so loud… but I did mean it.” Thanks for all your help Jade I would’ve probably had to camp in some tree stump if you weren’t here.”

“I’m not so good at taking care of myself. But your pretty caring I can see that in the way you treat Floyd.” Thank you that was nice of you Y/n and… “About that thing earlier Y/n that I was trying to tell you.” Oh yeah, you weren’t able to finish I’m sorry that I interrupted you.” No problem as long as your listening now.” He clasped his other hand over both of yours encasing them with warmth. “I didn’t need your help to take pictures for the club.” I brought you out here for another reason.”

Silence filled the shack and the only thing you could hear was the rain tap in the background. “You brought me in these secluded woods to eat me?” You joked thinking it was funny but other questions ran through your mind. What was he planning to do with you? Was Jade asking you out? Your mind couldn’t even process it correctly. You stayed frozen in shock for a minute before his lips on one of your knuckles brought you back to earth.

“I hope you can find it in you to answer me.” It doesn’t have to be soon I’ll wait however long it takes.” Wait you’re serious Jade this isn’t some rude prank or scheme you and Azul boiled up?” No, I would never go as far as I plan to go with you,” he admitted.

“Just how far do you plan to go?” You smirked catching his flirtatiousness. “If your comfortable I wanted to try third base?” But today I’ll only be servicing you, my sweetheart.” He leaned over on the corner of the chair to kiss you.

While doing so his hands trailed down lifting your legs to each side of the chair. He sat up then squeezed himself in between your legs. Now he was impossibly closer smothering you into a drool-sharing kiss. You could feel him smile against you as you begged for air against him. But his tongue held you in a tight lock.

Your hands clasped his hair and your legs locked around his back. For a moment you even forgot about your injury blinded by lust. Finally, you broke apart. Worn out from the heat of the moment your leg dropped remembering the pain it once beard.

Jade looked at you one last time for permission before sliding your pants off. If only you’d known you would’ve worn your cutest panties. But Jade didn’t seem to give a damn after kissing your clit through them. “I did bring you deep in the woods for this.” Somewhere far where I know no one will bother us.”You shivered at the straightforward action while he laughed finding you too sensitive for your good.

“Try to stay still,” he directed. Even after his direction, you were still squirming in his strong grasp as he liked up your panties. His fingers lightly followed the path he made. Your underwear was completely drenched in your essence by the time he pulled them to the side. If he didn’t have patience he would’ve torn them off but he much preferred to keep their ruin so he could use them later.

He spat a globe that rolled down to your fluttering hole. You watched his every move your body reacting to every movement of his in anticipation. He paused completely his fingers just a few centimeters from your clit. He wouldn’t be a leech if he wasn’t at least a bit malicious. The noises falling out of your mouth were embarrassing. Jade could tell how uneasy you felt as his other hand worked his way up your shirt.

Your bra soon fell on the chair. You gripped the sides for support so your hands wouldn’t tangle in his hair. You wanted nothing more than to slam his head down on your cunt. You could feel his heavy breathing as his sight focused on yours.

“Please I can’t wait any longer,” you groaned. If you didn’t have such a grip on the chair then you would’ve touched yourself by now. “You’re so impatient.” You just really want my tongue that bad huh?” Yes please, I need you.”

“Just wait a little longer.” He kissed the area around your hole. You waited for what felt like forever you were even more soaked than the ground outside by now. You couldn’t wait for another second his smooching was too stimulating. Your hands moved from the side of the chair and into his hair.

You would probably come to regret it later but for now, you needed the pleasure. He groaned his supply of air being cut off since you stuffed him in your fat cunt. “Ahh finally,” you whined. “You’ll come to regret this later once I start I won’t stop.”

He wasn’t lying he licked you in all the places you needed until you were creaming all over his tongue. The first time you felt good your orgasm was powerful. You tightened the grip on his hair. The second time felt odd to you. Never before had you been so sensitive after an orgasm.

Your clit which he rolled around meticulously was now throbbing. “This feels weird.” You mewled feeling a new sensation rocking through your body. “Just let it all out no need to hold back.” Your body began to spasm your back arched off the chair and your head fell back. You hadn’t realized what you’d done until you looked down at Jade's ruined face.

“Ah, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make a mess.” You tried your best to help him reaching for a shirt to dry him off. But his grip on your legs tightened. He forced them back open again and began to feast. Maybe it was the merman in him but he loved it when you squirted. So he was gonna make it happen again.

Only this time his fingers filled your hole pumping you while his thumb rubbed on your overworked clit. He moved them faster and faster until the familiar feeling came back to you. “So good! So good, so good,” you chanted. He was hitting a spot you never thought you could reach.

Your juices dripped down his fingers but he didn’t care continuing to pump in and out of you. “Wow, I can’t believe it’s possible to get this wet.” You're making a mess everywhere but it’s nothing I can’t lick up.” It took you until now to notice his tongue wasn’t normally shaped. You couldn’t tell since you’ve never gotten head before. It was long and pointy enough to make your toes curl as it filled you.

He switched in and out with his tongue and his fingers his pace was slow. But the preciseness of it all had your legs crushing his head in between your thighs. Another orgasm hit you and he achieved his goal of making you squirt again. “I don’t think I can cum anymore.” That’s an impossible statement Y/n of course you can still cum look at how you're taking my fingers.”

Despite your begging, he didn’t let up erasing orgasm after orgasm out of you. You lost count of how many times you came your mind turning to mush. The sounds of your lovesong intensified as did the thunder that almost shattered the window. But you knew you were safe in his grasp. Your body jolted with each vibration his tongue let out.

You bit your hand embarrassed by the sounds you were making. But he removed your hand from your mouth. If you had to hear his groans as he ate you out he wanted to hear your reactions too. “Let me hear how good I make you feel.” Or I’ll stop altogether,” he threatened.

“No please don’t stop,” you begged. If you could feel this good just from his fingers how would his dick feel? It was all you could think about. You became unaware of your surroundings letting the pleasure take over.“I need you to fuck me.” Please I’m begging you!” Anyone walking nearby could probably hear you scream these slutty statements but you couldn’t care. Not when he complied pulling away from you. His face was smeared with your juices and his hair was ruffled. He looked a mess but nowhere near as worse as you.

Your mascara was running down your face for quite a few years fell. Also, your lips were swollen to perfection to him they looked biteable. And your body was hot and flushed with sweat it added a glow like no other to your beautiful skin. However, at the moment you couldn’t find a reason to hate it. Maybe the moonlight and the rain consumed you. Or maybe it was the kiss he pulled you in. The aftertaste was strong this time since you could taste it yourself.

“I have something to share with you before we continue.” What’s that Jade,” you said hastily. “My dick is different than most people.” It’s one part of me that only half changed when I turned human. That’s why I didn’t want to just pull it out.”

“You’ve already excepted every imperfection of mine.” So, of course, I’ll accept yours baby.” His smile returned to his face. He was quick to pull his cock out his pre dribbled on your thigh.“Okay,” you huffed. You were hesitant he was large as you expected but way thicker than you could handle. His cock had ridges that you could feel as your fingers traced. As you felt it he began to get slimy.

“I can’t wait much longer Y/n are you ready?” I- I don’t know if I can handle this.” I made you lose enough now relax love.” He slipped his cock into you after a little resistance. Immediately you tensed the stretch knocking the air out of your lungs. But after a few of his sloppy strokes, you felt good. Your cunt which had previously been prepared was now slimy with his slick.

“How are you feeling Y/n?” He already knew the answer by your face. Your eyes were rolling in the back of your head. He was hitting so deep inside that you began to see white. It didn’t take long for you to cum. He was quick to follow. His cum flowed back in and out of you as he continued to fuck you threw his orgasm.

Your body collapsed to the side of the chair. He lifted your leg so he could still have access to you’re drowning cunt. His strokes were slow and his hips snapped forward once your cunt craved more. You were both still sensitive from your highs that occurred not even a couple of minutes ago; consequently, the round was short.

The base of his cock was covered in a ring of your cream. Things weren’t only looking sloppy but they sounded sloppy. The sound of wet smacking filled the walls. Your body was tired but somehow you were able to keep up with his thrust throwing your ass back on his toned body. You didn’t having speak since you were able to see every emotion he wanted to convey through his smile.

He littered your neck with kisses and you littered his body with scratches. You would have felt bad but he didn’t care. The pain was nothing to him all he could feel were you milking him dry. His dick throbbed inside you. You could feel each vain and ride budge as he came inside you once again.

“I can't stop now not ever,” he whispered. “Please stay with me and take it.” His hand moved your head which was rolling back to his. “Don’t pass out I know it feels good but you gotta stay with me.” He spoke while thrusting into you. Your body was overstimulated each time he moved you gushed at him.

This continued after you moved through many positions. it didn’t matter how outlandish they were as long as he could see your face. Your injuries weren’t considered they couldn’t matter right now. “It’s too dark to leave we would get stranded.” He decided but you could tell it was just an excuse to stay with you and keep making love.

Before you knew it the morning had swept over you both. You awoke both of you collapsed in the chair. You were cockwarming him so you removed yourself from the previous rounds of cum he loaded into you dripping out.

“So this wasn’t a dream,” you confirmed. “Well, I’m glad I slipped!”



[athena-xox]

All the known cards from the deck of instructions the Queen of Hearts gave Lizzie. 30/52

Worms speak, indeed they do,

but not to such as me and you.

All they ever say is “mud mud food,” so you need not listen good. Practice Not Listening to worms today. And by worms, I mean people.

Never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever admit there’s something you don’t know. Because you know everything.

You may have just forgotten

a piece of the everything. Also, don’t tell anyone you forgot.

A queen stands and shouts in hollow rooms when feeling faint,

for she is her own echo.

She is the thing that stands between

the been and the seen,

and pushes either side wide.

A queen stands for herself,

and by herself, and on her legs.

For legs are what make her stand.

But not four legs. Or forelegs.

She also stands for land. Her land. Wonderland. Without land, one wonders where one would stand. Especially queens.

In summary: Push. Shout. Stand. Be a queen.

It is better to be gloved than bearded, and better to be fearded than loved.

When in doubt, shout!

If you want something done right, you must do it yourself.

So make sure you personally order servants all by yourself to do what you want done.

A ship is only as floaty as its leakiest timber, and friends are the leakiest timber of all. Sail not on the Friend Ship, Lizzie,

lest you drown in an ocean of tears!

Already Been Chewed food (hereafter referred to as ABC food) can appear appetizing, but not for such as you. Eat no ABC food today.

Frogs are mostly faces. Notice a frog today and make a face.

ON WITH ITS HEAD!

:) JK. Behead something today!

Rugs are the unnatural spawn of Rabbits and Hugs. Beware rugs. (Could also be Rubber and Bugs. In any case, BEWARE RUGS!)

Worms NEED things. But a princess such as you ORDERS things. Today, put your things in order by ordering things to be what they are. And then, for fun, order them to be what they are not

Whether up or down, inside or out, it is yours. Own the down. Own the up.

A queen worrying about others is like a baker worried he’s making too many muffins.

As if there could be such a thing as

Too Many Muffins. Ha! WORRY NOT! AND EAT MORE MUFFINS!

Above all else, avoid these things: vats of poison, Jabberwocks, paper cuts on fingertips,

and Concern For Others.

If ever you detect Concern For Others squirming into you,

shout at people till the feeling goes away.

Or the people do.

Things are never lost to you; you are lost to them. If ever in need of a Thing that has lost you, simply stop hiding from it.

Beware Empathy! Empathy forces you to Understand how others are feeling and to Care! Danger! Danger!

Friends are one R away from fiends. Avoid friends at all costs!

Also anyone to whom the R does not come naturally (pirates are okay).

(A Wonderlandiful World)

Rule my way.

I’ll be watching.

(Lizzie Shuffles the Deck)

Everything has a place and should be put in it. That will be your job, since people, things, and in-betweens tend to forget their place.

Secrets are secrets and cannot be told. If anyone tells you a secret, they are lying. If anyone tells you a lie, they might be secreting. In either case, step away. Lies and secretions are to be avoided.

To succeed in life as a queen and princess, you need four things in your brain and two in your pocket. The pocket things are solid, and the brain things are not. Be sure not to mix them up.

Puddles are the thing you think is the thing, but is really the top of the thing, and the bottom makes you drown.

Hair hides skin, but hide can also be skin, especially if you have four legs. Count your legs and comb your hair.

Depending on where you live, a boot can be a foot case, a trunk case, or a preposition. Be sure you know where you are before getting dressed. When in doubt, go barefoot.

Never believe a lie. Unless it’s the truth—then go right ahead.

Fish love to be confused. Tell a fish a riddle today that has no answer.

Clouds are well and fine up in the sky, but never let one into your mind. Not even if it says “Please.”

Tomatoes are sneaky. They love to trick you into believing they are strawberries or cherries or apples. Before taking a bite, point at the thing and declare, “You are a tomato!” That’ll show ’em!

Yelling “Off with your head!” is a lot more fun than actually following through. Invest time in more pleasant pursuits, like croquet and competitive eating.

(Once Upon a Time)

If you want similar content links to the books, eah slang dictionary and more is here.

[tawneybel]

Note: Ten favorite monsters, part eight. Previous part. The Point is a seriously underrated movie. Catch it if you’re into stuff like The Phantom Tollbooth or Yellow Submarine.

1. Oblina from Aaahh!!! Real Monsters

Tbh, I didn’t really watch this show. Rugrats was and is my fave Nicktoon, so my first exposure to ARM was crossover episode “Ghost Story.” (That, “The Last Babysitter,” and Rugrats in general has great juvenile horror.) But I have a soft spot for female monsters that have “girly” features while still giving grotesque.   

2-4. Anglerfish-esque monsters

Dark spider spirit from Avatar: The Legend of Korra: Some kind of arachnid, anyway. Don’t let her teethies fool you. This lady will just yeet anyone spirited away into the Fog of Lost Souls, she hates people so much.  

Grand Fisher from Bleach: The Bleach Wiki describes him as “resembl[ing] a giant hamster.” Which is great. Didn’t even think of that. Rats aren’t the only rodents that can scary. But he’s included here because I love monsters that mimic victims’ loved ones.

Frogfish from The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie: SpongeBob has other anglers, like two cute ones from “Rock Bottom,” one of my fave episodes. As with Grand Fisher, I love how the Frogfish uses a biological dummy of sorts as a lure. In this case, its tongue. Bringing to mind the Alaskan Bull Worm. 

5. Old Dark Frog from Days with Frog and Toad

This and Bony-Legs were seasonal delights for teeny Tawney. The illustration where he's looming, nay, towering over a chilled Frog was so hair-raising.

6. Brain Eating Meteor from The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy

Pretty much exactly what it sounds like. Has one of the best villain songs ever. Thank you, Voltaire.

7. the Demons of Ignorance from The Phantom Tollbooth

It’s like with the Blue Meanies where I can’t pick just one! There’s the Terrible Trivium, of course. But also the barely-there-but-will-bring-you-fear Threadbare Excuse, draconic Two-Faced Hypocrite, etc. 

8. the Pointed Man from The Point

Trickster who sounds like a shaken clock. Tumblr sexyman candidate right there. 

9. Sadako Yamamura from Ringu

Screenshot’s from Ringu 2. The visage creeping after Mai as she climbs with Yoichi out of the well is based on the forensic reconstruction of Sadako’s corpse.

Localizations are hit or miss for me, but I’ll admit The Ring 2002 was more entertaining. However, I think Sadako’s generally a more interesting villain than Samara.

While Ringu notability took inspiration from Videodrome, it’s its own unique spin combined with Japanese ghost lore.

10. the Tingler from The Tingler

A literal spine-tingler, living on people’s vertebrae. Emits a cardiac, pulsating sound when free roaming and swells after gorging itself on fear. 

Note: Eventually, I will try reading the Ring series. I read more murder mysteries than straight-up horror. Might add other Aaah!!! Real monsters to future lists if I ever watch the show proper. 

[medacarpyl]

A Dialogue Between The Frog and God

My small frog body wakes up in a large, endless abyss. I feel like I'm floating, still, suspended in the water with the scorpion's tail digging into me, over and over and over again, clinging onto me like a prayer. But it's dark, and light, and certainly not as viscous as the water I died in. I examine my body. Exactly the same as before the scorpion stung me. No wounds. No venom. "Hello?" I nervously call out.

"Hello, little frog. We're all God." The voices come back, a harmony of cacophony. It reminds me of breeding season, with all the frogs singing out for a mate. That's the only thing I can compare it to. I haven't experienced much, as a frog from a fable.

"May I ask where I am? It's very large in here, and I'm scared."

"Don't worry, little frog. This place is infinitely big, and yet, it's also infinitely small."

"Well, it doesn't feel infinitely small," I mumble, as I am a very small frog drifting through the very large abyss, and I'm still very scared.

"Your story has reached the ears of countless humans... We've decided to reincarnate you as one, in all Our infinite kindness. Yet, in all Our infinite cruelty, we've added a catch: you will meet your scorpion again, and you will love them just as much as you did before."

"Will it hurt?" I ask. "I don't want to keep loving, if it'll only result in more pain."

"It will hurt. More than anything you've ever known, more than any scorpion you've ever loved, more than any sting you've ever felt, and more than any venom you've ever had coursing through your small, soft body."

"This feels more like a punishment than a reward." My soft ribbit sounds more like a cry.

"It'll hurt you infinitely, but it'll fill you up with infinite amounts of joy, as well... Though, little frog, have you felt much joy?"

I think of how nice it felt, feeling like I saved that scorpion. The warm, fuzzy feeling in my cold blood doesn't leave easily. Even though the bitterness of the poison is still palpable in my mouth, I can't deny I felt a glimmer of happiness, when I thought I helped someone else. Was that joy?

"I don't know," I croak out, eventually, "what is joy?"

The voices don't respond to my question.

"Well, then, once you close your eyes again, you'll wake up human. Perhaps, instead of allowing your scorpion to drag you down with them, you'll never extend your hand in the first place."

Even the thought of it is too evil. I close my eyes and shake my head, and indeed, I wake up human, with no memory of the abyss. Only a yearning for touch, for nourishment, for love. I scream out, my lungs filling with air for the first time.

One day, I'll meet my scorpion. I don't know what they'll look like, or how they'll act. But I'll reach my hand out indiscriminately, wondering if anyone will sting me. Maybe it's stupidity, or stubbornness, or maybe just a deep desire to be needed. But even so, I can't stop, and I never will stop, even when that deadly sting catches me.

Even when I’m reborn again, and again, I’ll make the same mistake. I’ll look the scorpion in the eye, and tell them I’ll help them, even as I see their tail covered in poison.

Is it a mistake, if I keep doing it again, and again, hoping this time, we’ll make it across together?

[notstilinski]

One Last Stop Starters !

Taken from the 2021 novel by Casey McQuinston, One Last Stop Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit!

“(Name), stop telling people about frog ghosts.”

“They’re on (Name)‘s sleep schedule, though. So, a ghost in the night.”

“It gave us nine great years. And carpet can hide a multitude of sins.”

“If they’re gonna kill you, get their DNA under your fingernails.”

“That little twink contains multitudes.”

“They love me as much as they love anyone else.”

“You like jokes. I don’t.”

“Do you realize you just say words in any random order like they’re supposed to mean something?”

“I can’t decide if I’m impressed or horrified?”

“Definitely brought me back from the dead more than once, so, thank you.”

“Really out here smashing pussy, (Name).”

“We get about a hundred hot lesbians through here a week. You’ll find another one.”

“Sorry, like, it’s your life and all, but do you not hear how badass that sounds?”

“That sucks. I’m your mom now. The rules are, no Tarantino movies and bedtime is never.”

“You’re a bullshitter.”

“Because you have, like, the energy of someone who knows things.”

“A frontal lobotomy to forget the night I had?”

“Never thought I’d see a vampire I didn’t want to fuck.”

“We’ve kissed, like, three times, but they have that thing where they’re terrified of being loved and refuses to believe they’ve deserved it. It’s so tedious.”

“Does it ever, like… I don’t know. Make you lonely? To love somebody who can’t meet you there?”

“I hadn’t pegged you for a scammer.”

“I’m mysterious by nature, (Name).”

“Jesus. What did ya’ll do this time?”

“Hey, what’s up with you? Who hurt your feelings?”

“Who do we have to frame for murder?”

“A gift from (Name)? What god have I pleased?”

“Oh, I’m loving this already. What kind of creatures?”

“Cute. Maybe a poltergeist. A cute poltergeist. Can I meet them?”

“So, you’ve gathered us here to tell us you’re boned up for a ghost.”

“What? Pick the lock? What kind of feral child are you? Are you Jessica Jones?”

“You know, I thought you were a little spicy when I met you.”

“I swear to God, if a ghost kills me, I’ll haunt the shower.”

“Your friend is weird.”

“I told you, I think, I’m. Something’s wrong with me.”

“Honestly? The day I met you.”

“Yeah, guess I don’t have the whole magical soulmate bond you have with them.”

“(Name). Can we maybe not treat them like a creature of the week?”

“Like you’re their Pop-Tart angel. Like you shit sunshine. Like you invented love as a concept.”

“I think I should kiss you.”

“I’m repressing it! Let me repress it!”

“You’re so mean to me.”

“So many questions for someone who does not come to work.”

“Yeah, exactly. Forever. As in, it’s the only thing I know how to do.”

“I know logistically how to perform some tasks.“

“Go where? I’m trying to have a nervous breakdown here.”

“Can you turn that brain of yours off for a second and trust?”

“It makes me feel like I’m going to die!”

“You trusted me, right? Now trust yourself.”

“Big dick energy is gender neutral.”

“I mean, it’s as if you like to be emotionally tortured.”

“God, you are the most useless bisexual I’ve ever met in my entire goddam life.”

“I’d disappoint them. They don’t deserve to be disappointed.”

“Loving the sacrilege.”

“Wow, holy shit, you figured it out. You’re gonna win a Peabody Award for reporting.”

“As fun as it is to break your brain, no one at work knows. Tell them and I break your arm.”

“Is your family horny for Jesus too?”

“I’m not cute. I’m-I’m tough. Like a cactus.”

“Where does that disembodied voice keep coming from?”

“They’re always wearing the exact same thing. That’s ghost behavior if you ask me.”

“And I left them. That’s… Fuck. I forgot how that felt. I left them.”

“Yes, thank you. I invite you to eat a dick. Goodbye.”

“Maybe no good timing means there’s no bad timing either.”

“You’re a normal person. Under un-normal circumstances.”

“That’s new for you, huh? Being able to get drunk?”

“Is this a date? Am I on a date right now?”

“(Name). Any way you want to kiss me is the way I wanna be kissed, okay?”

“You’re like—like a fucking painting or something stupid like that, what the fuck. You just walk around like this all the time.”

“Sorry, was I skulking? Sometimes I skulk without realizing.”

“Okay, still, let me be a mom for a second.”

“(Name), we’re adults, just say you got your back blown out.”

“I guess criminal behavior isn’t as much of a turn-on for me.”

“Never go to a second location with someone unless you’ve checked their trunk for weapons first.”

“Let go of me. I deserve to be free.”

“They’re not gonna leave us if they get married, (Name).”

“How did this become a roast of me? (Name) is the one under the table.”

“I’m wearing a shirt and no pants. I’m Winnie the Pooh-ing it.”

“What do you mean? Why would they leave me something? I’m the shameful family secret.”

“No. I hit him. The lip is from when someone else pulled me off of him.”

“It’s like I died. I died, except I have to feel it. And on top of that, I have to feel everything else I’ve ever felt all over again. I have to get the bad news again every day, I have to deal with the choices I made, and I can’t fix it. I can’t even run from it. It’s miserable.”

“No, you didn’t. But you made me realize it. You made me remember. And maybe that’s worse.”

“Just because you can’t run doesn’t mean you can make me do it for you.”

“Uh-huh, and this wouldn’t have anything to do with the way you reflexively ice out anyone who even appears to have rejected or wronged you?”

“Oh, so they… they thought I just left without saying goodbye?”

“It’s not a heist. It’s… an elaborate, planned crime.”

“Okay…hmm… oh, I’ve made friends with a subway rat.”

“Judge all you want, but I’m the only one who will be spared in the inevitable Great Rat Uprising.”

“No, it’s cute! You’re such a nerd. It’s endearing!”

“What can I say? I’m the one that got away.”

“I have to say, I’m impressed. This is definitely the most organized crime I’ve ever been involved in.”

“Sometimes the point is to be sad, (Name). Sometimes you just have to feel it because it deserves to be felt.”

“For what it’s worth, you’ve never disappointed me once since I’ve met you.”

“Is there anything else you want, before tomorrow?”

“I just did it because I thought you were hot.”

“I was really lonely before I met you.”

“I like when you’re in crime boss mode.”

“They have to kill him. It’s the only way.”

“I can think later. Right now I just want to be here, okay?”

“I’m here. I’m not leaving.”

“You’re the most important person I’ve ever met. And I never should have met you at all.”

[ilikekidsshows]

Man, the Turtles sure haven't survived a building falling on them before Oh, wait!

I’m trying to think of something insightful to say about this episode, because there’s a lot of good character work in this episode, but my mind just keeps going: “Yay, Karai, yay!” Okay, I’ll try to focus.

Leo’s tendency to take on far too much responsibility for what’s happening around him is one of the big show-carrying theme, specifically because it’s a fault Leo is blind to. He thinks his thoughts and feelings are in line with taking responsibility for your own actions and helping those in need. He doesn’t see where the consequences of his actions end and the decisions of others begin. He thinks he has, or should have, more control than he actually does.

I also love how this episode introduces the next big concepts. The city of New York is being presented as more of a home than it probably has ever before, with the starting segment of Leo and Raph playing on the rooftops with jaunty music playing. This is followed up by the big plot of the episode; the city is under threat from all the gangs fighting for territory. The Turtles caring so much is justified within this very episode.

Another thing this episode focused on was the bonds the Turtles share. We had Leo and Raph playing at the start of the episode, his brothers coming in to back him up at the Foot stronghold, and how the brothers treated each other during the fight. This is, in turn, contrasted with Karai’s introduction, a lone figure practicing by herself, only speaking to give orders. Karai is being set up as a lone wolf to contrast the Turtles’ team and closeness.

Also, I mentioned way back in the early episodes that Stockman and the Turtles have a very close, although adversarial, relationship, even being tied to each other’s origins in a way. The idea that the one threat that keeps popping up the most consistently is Stockman therefore fits. He’s also still up to his old tricks of aggravating anyone he comes across with. The killer robot being designed as a frog might also be a nod to his growing obsession with the Turtles.

[smileyallthetime77]

Yandere!Damian Wayne x Reader Pt.5

⚠️Warning⚠️: Cursing

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You could only begin to change your mind as you pulled up to the daring dark figure of this breathing taking school. This was gonna be one hell of an experience. ************************************************

It was brillant you could only think to yourself. The school looked dark on the outside exterior. None the less, it was still a breath taking few. From where you waited in the car, you could see the students that looked down clearly not bothered that they could walk into someone. Some people were talking to each other, some people were rushing around to seemingly get to their classes, some were even on their lunch period? You had come around 8:00 in the morning. You had never seen a school serve lunch this early, or maybe it was breakfast? The driver suddenly stopped the car. He stepped outside of the it, and rushed over to open the door for you. You pleasantly thanked him, before exiting the vehicle. As the door slammed shut behind you, a tall red-head girl walked over to you.

“You must be Y/n”?!

“Yup, thats me” you replied.

“Well my names Katherine, but you can call me Cass. I’ll be taking you to your classes and get you set up in your new dorm”! She says excitedly.

“Oh no no no. I haven’t moved in yet. I’m just here to check out the school, that’s all”. You say shaking your head.

“Everyone who’s visited here has always ended up staying here. We already have a dorm ready for you and everything as well as your classes picked out for you”.

“Do you guys do that for everyone”? You question.

“Just…. special people”.

“How am I special”?

“Oh, you don’t know”.

“Know what”?

“The person who payed for you to come here is extremely wealthy. It’s an honor to be in the presents of anyone who has something to do with him”! She says softly yet excitedly.

“We’ll who is this person”.

“I’m afraid we aren’t allowed to say. He asked to stay be anonymous” she said nervously.

“But! Let’s not worry about that right now. You’ve got some people to meet”!

She grabbed your right hand and raced inside the building pulling you with her. From the outside of the building you could see the most beautiful garden ever! It had flowers of all different colors, plants and leaves of all different color and shapes, and even its own fountain and a lake for the little fish, geese, swans, frogs, and more! It was truly a sight. You didn’t think it was possible but the inside was even more extravagant than the outside. And it was huge! The cafeteria had all types of foods. Even some from outside the country. It also had a lovely view of the garden outside. It was also extremely quiet, which was strange. Your school lunch was so loud that even classes down the hall could hear the lunch. As you walked further, you saw the library. It was also humongous. The shelves hung over your head. They even had a second floor of books. There had to be atleast fifty book shelves in each aisle. You had yet to even see the inside of the classrooms, they were probably as pretty as the rest of this school.

“You know that’s not all we have. We have a movie theater, detention (she mumbled quietly), thirty-five bathrooms, one hundred-twenty five classrooms, and more! We pretty much have every language you would like to learn, we have councilor, student president, various school sports which are mandatory by the way.

SNAP!

SNAP!

“Did you hear that”? you asked Cass.

“Hear what”? she said.

“That “snap” sound”.

“Oh, it’s probably Timothy. He’s our camera man. He’s kinda creepy and takes pictures of everyone on their first day of school. He’s no harm though. I promise” she says sticking her slim pinky finger out.

“Okay” you say hesitantly before hooking your pinky with hers.

“We should probably head over to Mr.Wilson’s office. He’s super strict, but considering your new he’ll probably be nicer” she said.

As you both began to near the door, you suddenly realized how shaky and sweaty you were.

“Whelp, it’s to late now” you thought in your head as Cass opened the door and guided you inside with a smile on her face.

“Thank you, Cass” a deep voice inside the room grumbled.

“You may go now” he added on.

“Bu-“

“Now Cass”! The man said angrily.

“Fine” Cass spit venomously, before walking out.

The man looked to be around his mid fifty’s. He had black hair that was mostly covered in gray. A clean face, but where a warm welcoming smile should be, was replaced with an angry stare.

“Are you just gonna stand there looking like a deer in headlights or are you going to sit down and listen”?! He snapped harshly.

You stumbled out an apology before rushing to a golden accent chair and sitting gracefully with your legs crossed, your head up, back straight, and your shoulder back.

“Now here’s what’s gonna happen. You got here because you were lucky. The man who payed for you to join this school clearly doesn’t know how we work around here, and im ausuming you don’t either”. He said as he squinted his eyes.

“This school is filled with countless, great opportunities. You should be profusely grateful for this. But don’t think because you got here the easy way you will be treated differently”.

“And lord help me if I hear of you causing any ruckus, trouble, attitude, I will make sure that you never EVER get to see the living dayl-“

“That is quite enough, Edgar” a deep voiced boomed from the side of you.

“Mr.Wayne! I-I was just explaining some things to Ms.L/n. We were having a quite nice conversation Ms.L/n, weren’t we”. He said turning to look at you.

“Ye-“

“I know exactly what happened. You were harassing another student weren’t you, Edgar? Just remember who pays most of the schools bills. And don’t forget that I can reveal your criminal records just as fast as I hid them. If you talk to this young lady like that again, don’t think I will hesitate to put you in a cell for longer than needed”.

The principle turned to you look at you baffled, before he apologized while looking at his feet.

You looked up to see who your savior was, and Oh My God was he hot. He had slicked back hair, piercing blue eyes, and a strong muscular body.

“I sincerely apologize miss. I simply do not tolerate people who act as though they are above others”. The man said with a straight face.

You stood there speechless. To be fair, what the hell were you suppose to say. “Thank you handsome man for saving me”.“I’ll take your silence as forgiveness” he said with a slow grin creeping up his face.

“Sorry” you mumble looking down.

“I know it may be very bold of me to ask this now, but is there a way you could find it in your heart to give this school a chance. I’ve heard from Ms.Cane that you didn’t have the best reaction to us setting up your dorm and having your classes picked out. But, as shown by the government, you fit in significantly well with this school. We all truly believe that this is what’s best”. He said, almost as if he was scared of you denying him.

“I don’t know…. You do have a beautiful school, but I think you should consider looking for a better fit. This school is for the best of the best”.

“We have looked through your records. We’ve seen your situation at home with your money. We truly feel bad, no child should have to live through that”.

“One chance. That’s all I’m asking. You can stay here one week, and we’ll make sure all of your needs are met. Please”.

With a sharp inhale you spoke. “I’ll do it”

A smile slowly crept to his face before he spoke. “Then let me introduce myself Ms……”

“Y/n L/n”

“Ms.L/n. My name Bruce William’s”

“Ms.Crane will introduce you to your classes. If you have any questions to please, feel free to ask me or her”.

“Thank you Mr.William’s”

“No, thank you. You have no idea”. He muttered while stroking your h/c hair.

As he left the room Cass walked in and grasped your hand pulling you outside.

“So! You have math and English with me! Your math teacher will be Mrs.Juan, your English teacher will be Mr.Henry, your History teacher will be Mr.Shuzne, your Language teacher will be Mrs.Aldridge, your P.E. teacher is Mrs.Dennis, your Digital Media teacher is Mrs.Sarasti, your S/t is Mrs.Satari, your S.T.E.M teacher is Mr.Normandy, your art teacher is Mr.Brown, your Strat teacher is Mrs.Amarl, your music teacher is Mrs.Jones, and your F.C.S teacher is Mrs.Arlene”. She says before taking a big sigh.

“Thank you Cass” you say with bright smile on your face.

“No, thank you Y/n”.

Cass took you to your personal chauffeur before wishing you well on your way back home, then durning around to bed back inside the school building. The driver slowly pulled the car away from the school and driving you back home. But when you had left the school the driver had given you nervous little glances. Whenever you would take your phone out he would shake his head while making direct eye contact with you. When you had turned your head sideways looking at him like a confused puppy he mouthed the words “don’t”. It had definitely freaked you out, but you were going to a wonderful school. What’s the worse that could happen?

Date: Monday, August 14, 2023

[whumpy-wyrms]

(Addition to my previous ask)

What are their personalities/dynamics with each other (Dew, Hayden, and Layla)?

Also does Sir Bonkles like the ball python (Hayden’s snake)?

yay i’ve been wanting to talk about these silly guys :D (also adding Sawyer in cuz he’s Dew’s best friend, just not his roomate)

also this got long so i’m putting it under the read more :3

i’ll start with personalities:

so Layla is just overall very silly but also extremely smart and a genuinely nice and caring person. she’s the embodiment of quirky weird girls but doesn’t let people’s negative opinions of her affect her life. she loves animals and nature, especially insects and plants (also frogs and cats). she also really likes astrology but idk what her star sign is cuz i haven’t figured out their birthdays yet. she likes watching cartoons and anime with Dew and Sir Bonkles. she’s also a programmer and video game developer i think, her and Hayden wanna make a game together :3

Layla’s pronouns are she/her, she’s 23, autistic (because i can’t write a neurotypical character for the life of me), shes trans, bi, and 5’4 (one inch taller than Dew HAHAHA)

Hayden is my blorbo i love him. he’s a super nice and playful person, often goofing around and trying to make his friends laugh and have fun. he’s very hyper a lot and def has golden retriever energy. he loves reptiles and will not stop talking about them to anyone who would listen (same) and spends lots of time with his snake Mars. he loves to play video games but also likes being active outside and plays some sports. he and layla are definitely the two extroverts of the group lols

Hayden’s pronouns are he/they, he’s 23, he’s also autistic and has a special interest in reptiles, he’s got ADHD, he’s asexual, pan, and he’s 5’6 (my height)

Sawyer’s a mystery. he’s very closed off and reserved, doesn’t like talking to people much and doesn’t have much friends. but he’s really really nice when you get to know him, it just takes him a while to open up to people because of his social anxiety. he loves to play video games (his special interest) and is overall very introverted. but he loves his dog Rufus more than anything and spends a lot of time taking him on walks outside. he’s also kinda punk rock and has some piercings and tattoos, and he likes playing guitar and making music with Dew :)

Sawyer’s pronouns are he/she and she’s bigender, he’s 22, autistic, has OCD, she’s pansexual, and is 6’1 (the youngest AND tallest of the group)

alright so now their dynamics with each other and Dew:

Sawyer is Dew’s childhood best friend, they’ve been through everything together. Sawyer also has a crush on Dew, but has been too scared to tell him for years. after Dew’s parents died and he moved in with Layla and Hayden, he and Sawyer kinda started drifting further apart. this is because Sawyer didn’t know the other two that well, and she’s just a really socially awkward person and is scared talking to new people. also some other secret spoiler stuff i can’t say, but yeah.

Dew also likes Sawyer but he also likes Hayden and Layla (who are in a relationship) and is scared to tell any of them. i should also probably mention that they’re all polyamorous because i’m on the aroace spectrum and don’t know ANYTHING about romantic relationships, and monogamy just seems boring to me (/lh). so yeah Dew has a crush on all his friends but is a literal CHICKEN (they also like him back but don’t mention it to him. it’s also super obvious i mean Dew is a terrible liar).

Hayden and Layla are the gayest straight couple ever LOLL they’re silly!! (also not straight cuz they’re both bi/pan) they love each other!! i’m happy for them :) don’t know much else to say about that haha. like i said, Sawyer isn’t super close to them or anything but they like to have video game nights together so that’s fun.

Rufus, Sir Bonkles, and Mars all get along with everyone. Hayden doesn’t really let Mars near the cat that much because he can get the zoomies sometimes and go crazy (talking about Sir Bonkles but Hayden is also like that), but yeah they’re chill :) they get along and don’t try to kill each other!! (also not a good idea to introduce a snake and a cat irl)

i thiiink that’s about it about them? there’s probably more but those are all the main things!! OH YEAH Hayden is a huge sci-fi nerd and he sometimes desperately wishes he could be abducted by aliens and go on fun space adventures (same bro). and i’m making an alien abduction au with him being a main part of it, so im excited about that :3

[forgotten-stories-podcast]

The Hunter and the Hunted: Teemo 1

Bandle City. My home, my duty, my responsibility.

I’ve been part of the Bandle Scout Forces for as long as I can remember. You may not say by looking at me, but I’m hundred years old. My size and look are part of what makes me so good at my job, people see me and don’t suspect that beneath my small and fluffy appearance there is an experienced soldier who has a long streak of successful missions on his back. Humans are the ones that make this mistake the most, they always forget that size doesn’t mean everything.

But when I’m not on duty, I’m just Teemo! I love my fellow yordles citizens, I love to help those in need, and I love to laugh with my friends. Maybe I do appear as my size and look show…

Oh, well!

I say goodbye to my good friend and fellow soldier Tristana with the promise to see her again once I return, to eat and drink together while sharing our days.

On this day I’m on scouting duty in the Kumungu Jungles. I have to see if anything is suspicious and I have to reposition my shrooms in the most important parts of the jungle. The day, despite some unexpected dispute with the local fauna, is going fine. There are traces of hunters from Noxus, with equipment far too striking to be just some hunters’ tools. Poachers, or kidnappers. I must inform the city. Luckily my shrooms found them before they could harm someone.

I step on the purple face of one of those humans, now dead and unable to hurt anyone. It wasn’t the first time that I saw tools like those. Many times humans had ventured this far to kidnap yordles. We’ve been sold as pets, slaves, and in some cases, they ate us. I was once kidnapped too. While on a mission to get myself a Soul-Devouring SeaWorm in the area of Bilgewater, I was captured by a man with funny hair on his face and a long coat, whose intent was to sell me for gold. With the help of Tristana, Corki and Lulu I was safe and he was turned into a frog.

I laugh at my own memory of that episode and start placing the shrooms while humming and singing notes of an old yordle song. A bush moves behind me. I freeze as I expect one of the humans to have survived my traps, so I put a hand on my blowgun.

I wasn’t expecting what follows: a roar, loud and scary forces me to turn without taking my weapon. A lion, bigger than a bear and more ferocious that anything I’d ever seen in that jungle. It’s not from around here, I can tell that just by looking at it. Nothing within my knowledge matches its description. A Vastaya, maybe?

The lion is about to reach me, thoughts of death and sorrow freeze me on the spot, sure my time was up. But no sir it’s not. The last shroom I put down a few seconds earlier explodes and its pores hit the beast, clouding its sight. It ends its course on a tree as I grab my weapon and flee for dear life. I run for what feels like an hour despite being a minute or two. I stop my run and turn around towards where I came from knowing that that beast was not done with me. I breathe and calm myself down.

I am Teemo, the swift scout, former Omega Squad leader. I will show this animal what that means!

…

Geez, Tristana’s right, I DO change when I get serious…

I know that the lion is comic and I would make sure it knows that I am not to fall without a fight. It probably attacked me thinking that I’m a small, defenceless creature that is just strolling in the jungle, begging to be killed and feasted upon. I will show him what a small creature like me can do to a big one like him.

I decide to hide in a bush, knowing that my footprints, albeit small and hard to see to untrained eyes, will bring him to me. Good, I’ll be waiting.

I lay my shrooms around the bush and hide them inside the ground, setting my traps. I enter the bush as planned, take my blowgun to my mouth and breathe.

Now, I wait.

Heavy steps approach my direction. It’s not even trying to conceal its position, cocky and sure that it’s going to take my life. He rips the bush with his knife, seeing me armed and ready.

-Hi.

I shoot him with a dart between his eyes, a very special dart of mine created with a toxin that temporarily blinds my enemies. It won't damage a big beast like that much, but it's not supposed to deal tons of damage. The animal shouts, trying to hit me with his knife and claws but I’m already away, and then he steps on one of the traps I laid, engulfing him by the purple toxin cloud once more. I know not if more traps are triggered, I only know that this will be a long day.

[ohmygodshesinsane]

How do you write a relationship or pre relationship if you have never been in one

Thanks for the question anon!

There are probably other people who can answer this better than I can, so if anyone has any input feel free to add on :)

Honestly, I think for me even having been in a relationship before, I tend to draw on what I’ve seen in other books/movies/tv shows etc and enjoyed, and also just the vibes I get from the characters involved. I get pretty nervous writing romance sometimes, and I will admit I binge-read a few Mills & Boon and Bridgerton books before taking a serious stab at romance fics. They aren’t perfect, but they gave me a good feel for the genre and some of the ways to build romantic tension.

Also, as in every scene - I try to think about what the characters want from each other and how they’re feeling about each other. Do they know they have feelings for the other? For instance if James knows he likes Lily, he’s probably going to be touching her arm, offering her his last chocolate frog, trying to slip in a compliment here and there. If Lily doesn’t know she likes James but there’s something building there - maybe his jokes are suddenly funny, maybe there’s a ring of gold around his eyes, maybe she squeezes his hand reassuringly without realising it. If you can really dig into the mindset of the characters, I find it helps lots. And if you can give them things in common - maybe they both value family, maybe they go for the same sports team, maybe they’re competitive - they can bond over those things and the relationship and pre-relationship comes a bit more naturally. Even if they’re ‘opposites attract’, there tends to be something linking them, though that could be something as little as ‘both have an interest in what people who aren’t like them’ do.

And honestly, half the time I treat these romantic relationships like friendships and just dash in a sexual/romantic tension here and there. Remus and Sirius, for instance, are friends first, and a lot of their interactions stay similar after they get together. In the pre-relationship they’re maybe both a bit more nervous about the other, getting caught on passing moments, noticing physical features, and worrying they’ve said the wrong thing. On top of the friendship there’s a bit of worry and awkwardness and a - did he mean it in a friendly way or a romantic way or is he joking or -?? And then in a relationship I find they tend to be more comfortable and a bit more tender/vulnerable than they would be with say, Peter. For me it’s all about the little touches and looks and wordlessly knowing how to comfort or help each other.

But the biggest thing that’s helped me write romantic relationships is honestly just writing them. With every sentence you write you learn something and improve, even if you don’t realise it consciously. Rereading your own work also helps - not in a critical way at all, but I find that if I look over something I’ve finished after a few days, I’ll be like - hang on, I want to add this line of dialogue here, and maybe I can get rid of a pounding heart and add a wry smile. But I’ve only developed that after write, write, writing and reading lots.

Best of luck, anon - and if you ever post a fic with a relationship or pre-relationship in it I’d love to read!

[strawberryscorp]

thanks for the tag @ace-aussie-asshole <33

hanks for tagging me @ace-aussie-asshole 🫶

Are you named after anyone?

no, but my full name is actually really pretty. its really uncommon as well, and i let a lot of compliments on it. i wish this wasnt the internet because if i could i would brag about my name all the time haha

When was the last time you cried?

just now, actually. i had my first therapy session ever and it was kinda scary, but my therapist was really kind and we didnt get into anything super triggering yet. she also had a squishmallow frog on her couch that i held the whole time, but there was a dino one on her desk and maybe next time i’ll ask if i can hold that one instead. i really like dinosaurs.

Do you have any kids?

nope, and i dont plan to. i dont think i could handle the pressure of raising a literal human being without fucking them up. i think i’ll just stick to babysitting instead

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

yes haha, but almost always in a joking setting. i try not to ever be sarcastic in a way that sounds rude, yk? i am very good at picking up sarcasm, however, and its really funny when i do. a lot of people seem mean and sarcastic when theyre actually just being funny and its a beautiful realization when that sinks in

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

their facial expressions. i notice the way their face moves, and how they react to stuff. its jsut interesting for me.

What’s your eye colour?

deeep deep brown (the best color). they look almost black. someone told me that when i look in the sun i get little sparkles and my eyes look like the night sky, and thats stuck with me for a while.

Scary movies or happy endings?

well, im weak and i physically cannot watch anything scary. i dont think ive watched a movie that doesnt have a happy ending, if im gonna be honest. as you mightve guessed, disney movies are my favorite.

Any special talents?

i can hoola-hoop really well. my record is four at a time

Where were you born?

the usa (WHAT THE 🦅 IS A KILOMETERR)

What are your hobbies?

reading, writing, listening to music, drawing. id like to get into crochet.

Do you have any pets?

no, but i want one so damn bad. i really love dogs, but the neighborhood where me and my family live doesnt allow them.

What sports do you play/have you played?

i used to play soccer. by play i mean i would pick flowers and stare at the clouds. but i had fun, and thats all that matters.

How tall are you?

not gonna lie i have no idea. im like, slightly less than medium height? lmao i dont really know

Favourite subject at school?

maths, i know i know im a nerd. im just really good at it right now, and a lot of my friends come to me instead of the teacher when they need something explained which brings me so much joy.

Dream job?

honestly? a youtuber or content creator. slightly more realistically, an artist. or someone that works with animals. im pretty open to a lot of careers

@caramelapplesauce

im not sure who else to tag so moots and followers feel free to do this too <33

[mysticalbookkeeper]

A Walk in the Park

Id was sitting on a bench in the blue forest, watching ducks in a pond. As annoying as it could be when things constantly and endlessly got pulled to the island, Id had to admit, it did have its perks. There was never a pond, or an ice cream truck before, or…

Id’s thoughts wandered to the newest addition on the island as of two months ago.

The first time he met Lilac, he was his usual self, all goofy and silly and being the true evil villain he was.

But when she defeated him, and would somehow show up in the places he appeared in, Id actually spoke more calmly, rather than just doing his usual monologuing he reserved for the other islanders when he was trying to look all evil and stuff.

Id was still daydreaming, when a voice startled him, almost causing him to teleport away.

“Hi Id! What are you doing here?”

He turned to Lilac and tried to save face.

“Hey Lilac, trying to cook up some evil plans for the lovely townsfolk in Rook, what are you doing here?” Asked Id.

Lilac grinned. She was the only one who knew all Id really did was play harmless pranks on people and act like he was evil.

“I was actually coming to find you and I’m glad I did.” Lilac said. Id felt his face turn red.

“Oh…why?” He asked.

“Well, I was wondering, if you weren’t too busy with your evil plans, if we could just spend the day together?” Lilac asked.

Id felt his heart race in excitement. “R…really?” He asked.

“Yeah. I was actually asked to come this way to get some materials for Joxxi, but it can wait. They’re kind of occupied with other villagers right now because a certain someone decided to allow a bunch of goblins into the town.” Lilac smiled knowingly at Id.

He chuckled nervously, before shaking his head. “Ah, sorry. I-I’ll get that cleaned up right now and…”

“Relax, no need. It’s already being taken care of.” Lilac said.

“Oh.” Id said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

“So…?” Lilac gave him a hopeful look.

“Well…if you have nothing else to do, then I guess it’s alright.” Id said.

“Awesome! C’mon Id! Let’s go for a walk!” Lilac said, grabbing the man by the wrist and dragging him along the path.

Lilac and Id walked side by side, as they gazed around the forest.

A squirrel ran in front of them and Lilac wondered if it was going to a secret area. She decided she would check it later when she came back. For now, she just wanted to hang out with Id. Ever since she came to the island, she wasn’t sure how it would turn out. She figured it would be just like any other adventure she had in other worlds. That was before she met Id. Ever since, she’d been hanging out with him a lot and together they went on many adventures on the island.

“So how have you been Id?” Asked Lilac.

“I’ve been good. Not much has happened. Other than the whole goblin thing. What else would you like to do while we walk?” Id asked.

Lilac shrugged. “Just walk. I’m in no rush, so we have the whole time to ourselves.”

Id nodded. He fumbled around. He never had a regular conversation with anyone. Not anything that didn’t involve him monologuing, or dragging someone into one of his pranks.

“Rather nice day, isn’t it? Nice and dry after that rain a few weeks ago.” Lilac said.

Id nodded. “Do you not like rain?”

“I love rain! You’ve obviously seen me splashing in the puddles around one of your regular hang out spots by the lake.” Lilac pointed out.

“Ha ha. Usually I leave that spot after meeting someone, and leave a sign, but…well, I guess something kinda draws me back.” Id said, looking at her.

“Must be a really nice spot. It’s definitely got lots of cool frogs and some nice fish.”

Id chuckled. “I…I was referring to you a…actually.”

“I know. I’m just messing with ya.” Lilac grinned.

Id smiled. “I…” he hid his face under his top hat.

Lilac looked at him and cocked her head.

She waited as Id tried to gather the words he wanted to say.

“Lilac, I…like you.”

“Oh?” Asked Lilac, still smiling, yet her heart flipped a million times over in glee.

“Y…you’re so nice and…and strong and…I…I’d like…to be your…”

Lilac continued to patiently wait, knowing Id had a tougher time with sharing his true feelings.

“Your friend. If you think that is okay?” He asked.

“Of course I do. I was gonna ask the same thing, but I’m glad you did. Thank you Id. That means a lot to me.” Lilac said.

Id rose his head, but his face was still beet red.

“Y…you’re welcome. And thank you as well.” Id said. Lilac smiled. She stepped closer to the bashful Id and gently took his hand in hers. Id turned even more red and grinned. He felt his heart jump up and down and melt and soar all at the same time.

They watched ducks pass by and swim towards the far end of the lake.

Frogs croaked in the cattails, singing their ensemble.

Dragonflies buzzed overhead and flocks of birds flew through the afternoon skies. It all seemed magical, like a fairy tale story.

And luckily, there were no monsters on their path as they were kinda forced back into the bush. Sometimes, unfortunately, they did tend to jump unsuspecting wanderers, but none of them seemed to want to cause any trouble right now.

Id saw a bunch of flowers and picked one. A purple flower with a few pedals spread out from a yellow centre.

He hid it behind his back and gently tapped Lilac’s shoulder. She looked at him curiously. He showed Lilac the flower.

“Oh, thank you.” She said, accepting the flower. “It’s beautiful Id.”

“Yeah. It’s a flower that is common around the island in a few spots. They prefer the company of other flowers like them, and it made me think of you. Also the fact that it’s purple.” Id said.

Lilac gently put the flower in her pocket and gave Id a hug.

“Thank you. This is a lovely gift Id.” She said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Id grinned and felt his heart beat at a hundred miles per minute.

“Y…you’re welcome.” He said as he returned the hug. They hugged for a while, the sounds of the animals and bugs singing around them, as if singing a song for them.

“Well…” Lilac said, gently releasing Id from the hug, but holding onto his hand. “Shall we continue?”

Id nodded. The two resumed walking, both of them feeling bubbly.

“Hey Id, want some ice cream?” Asked Lilac.

“Umm, sure. I’ll pay.” Id said. But Lilac gently shook her head, smiling and walked up to the cart herself.

Id followed her and watched as Lilac ordered for them.

“What flavour do you like Id?” Asked Lilac.

“I like chocolate.” He answered honestly.

“Alright. I’d like a chocolate cone too please.” She told the kin running the stand. He placed their orders.

“Alright, that will be six gold.” Said the kin.

Lilac nodded and handed the kin the coins and he handed her their cones, one was mint chocolate chip and the other was chocolate. She passed the chocolate one to Id and he took a bite and Lilac took a bite of hers as well.

“Thank you Lilac.” Id said.

“Anytime Id.” Lilac replied, smiling.

They continued walking and eating.

“Hey Id. What’s your favourite animal?” Asked Lilac as they walked.

“Pardon?” Asked Id.

“What animal do you like best?” Asked Lilac.

“Uhh…gee, that’s a tough one. Umm…I guess…frogs and…puppies. I do like cats. And ducks are kinda cool as well.” Id said.

“Cool. I like dogs and cats. And whales and dolphins. Ducks too.” Said Lilac.

Id nodded.

“Oh, also frogs and turtles and tortoises. They’re cool too.” Lilac said.

Id nodded. He took another bite of his ice cream.

Lilac looked at the lake. “What will you be doing tomorrow Id?”

“Oh, well, as I said, I’m cooking up some new evil schemes for the townsfolk.”

“May I know what they are?” Asked Lilac.

“Ah, I would sure love to my dear, but I’m afraid I must keep it a secret. Even my greatest allies cannot know my dastardly plans in case they might leak it.” Id said, his voice raised a little as if speaking to a crowded room.

Lilac grinned. “Ah come onnn, I won’t tell. Promise.” She said.

“I’m afraid not. But I can tell you it does involve something similar to snakes. But not quite.” Id said.

Lilac grinned. “Ah, I see. Disappointing. Hopefully I’ll get to see your evil plan unfold tomorrow then.”

“Well…you live in town, so…maybe?” Asked Id.

“Maybe, but you know I help Gorgax run the library now. So chances are I won’t get a chance to see your latest evil scheme. But I’m sure I’ll hear all about it.” Lilac answered.

“Well…maybe I should hold off until your day off.” Id said. “When will that be?”

“Id, you don’t have to do that. If you really wanna do this evil scheme, then I won’t stop you. You can tell me all about it when I get off work.” Lilac said.

“Aww. Okay.” Id said a little disappointed.

Lilac took a bite of her ice cream. An idea came to her.

“You know…you could do your evil scheme with me.” She suggested.

“I…I don’t know. I got in trouble last time I did that and I don’t want to get you into trouble.” Id said.

“I’ll come outside on my first break. You can do it then.” Lilac said.

“Will that be okay with you?” Id asked, eating more of his ice cream.

“Definitely! I haven’t gotten a famous Id prank for a little while. It will be nice to get pranked again.” Lilac said.

Id smiled. “Well…alright.”

Lilac returned the smile and finished the rest of her ice cream, having eaten the waffle cone as well.

Id finished his shortly after and the two continued on.

“Lilac, look.” Id whispered and pointed to a patch of flowers nearby.

On the petals were butterflies of different colours, just lazing about.

The two silently crept close and looked at them.

“Whoa. That’s so cool!” Lilac whispered.

“Isn’t it? These guys got pulled to the island a long time ago. Probably from where you came from originally.” Id said.

Lilac nodded. “Probably.”

They continued looking at the butterflies. One of them flew up and onto the bridge of Id’s nose. It gently tickled him as it sat there, fluttering its wings gently, as if saying a gentle hello.

Lilac giggled. Another butterfly flew up to her and landed on her nose and Id giggled as well.

The one butterfly on Id began to flutter down and fluttered to his cheek, before walking along it, down to the back of his neck. Id giggled and blushed as the butterfly crawled on him. Lilac giggled too as her butterfly did the same thing, crawling underneath her hair. The two butterflies rested on the back of their necks.

“Guess, we were warm to them.” Lilac said.

Id nodded. The other butterflies seemed to notice their companions gone and flew towards Lilac and Id, resting on them, trying to find a warm spot to rest before their next flight.

Id rose his chin as one crawled down it, going to the side of his neck and he giggled.

Some of the butterflies rested in Lilac’s hair and another one travelled down to her left hand and rested on it.

The two just sat and watched the butterflies gently resting on them.

“This is new.” Lilac said.

“What do you mean?” Asked Id.

“Well, normally this stuff doesn’t happen to me, except maybe on occasion, and it was only one butterfly. Never this many. Guess they’re really friendly here.” Said Lilac.

Id nodded. “It happens to me a lot, but of course, I live here and have lived here for one thousand years, so I’m kind of used to it.” He said.

Lilac nodded and the two continued to sit in silence.

Lilac looked at the sun in the sky. It was still pretty early in the afternoon, though Joxxi did need those parts that day.

“Hey Id, when we’re done our walk, can I ask a favour?” Asked Lilac.

“Sure, anything.” Id said.

“Could you teleport me back to the town when I gather the supplies? Just to the outskirts, you don’t have to take me into town.” Lilac said.

“Well…okay.” Id smiled at her. He giggled when a butterfly crawled on his neck and rested on the bottom part, getting the warm spot in between the neck and shoulder.

“These guys are really cute, eh?” He asked, watching more crawl around on him, moving to different spots.

“Yeah. Butterflies are my favourite bugs. What with the patterns on their wings and what not.” Lilac said.

Id giggled. “Yeah.”

He giggled more when he felt another butterfly join the first one on the back of his neck.

They sat for a little longer.

“Well…guess we should be heading.” Id said.

“Yeah. Sitting here is getting to be tiring.” Lilac said and she stood up along with Id. But the butterflies stayed put. Some did flutter off of them for a short moment, only to land back on them.

“I guess…they’re coming with us?” Asked Id.

Lilac laughed. “I guess so.” She said as the one on her hand climbed up her arm and rested on her shoulder.

They began to walk and the butterflies held firm.

Lilac and Id continued walking, feeling a little weird with butterflies on them.

They saw a bench and decided to sit down for a bit, careful not to crush the butterflies on them (not that it mattered as the butterflies seemed to all hang on their necks and front torsos).

Id looked at the lake and watched the water rippling. Lilac looked at it as well, then turned her gaze to Id, a sly grin creeping on her face. She scooted a little closer to Id. He looked at her, a curious look on his face.

She continued to grin slyly at him. She leaned gently forward and Id leaned back.

“Uhh, Lilac? What are you…”

All of a sudden, her arms sprang forth and she began to tickle his armpits. Id laughed and all the butterflies flew off of him, but remained close by.

The butterflies on Lilac flew off too and they all hovered nearby as Lilac continued to tickle Id.

“L-Lilac! No! Stop! W-what if s-someone sees us?! I-I can’t let a-anyone else…see me…at my weak point!” Id laughed.

“Then why aren’t you stopping me?” Asked Lilac slyly.

“I am!” Id protested.

Lilac did stop and Id tried to hide his disappointment, when she grabbed his hand and gently lead him to the grass behind the bench and tackled him down and resumed tickling him.

“Ahh! No! S-stop! This is worse! You have me pinned!” Id shouted.

Lilac tickled under his armpits for a little while, before moving to the sides of his stomach.

Id howled with laughter.

“L-Lilac! Stop! I’m begging you, please!” Id shouted.

“Evil doers don’t beg~.” Lilac said in a sing song voice.

“F-fine! Then I demand that you stop! P-please! Tickling is not allowed here!”

“I didn’t see a sign that said so!” Lilac continued, moving to tickle under his chin and right armpit.

“Stop! Stop!” Id shouted. Though his arms were free, he did nothing to stop her.

“Not yet~. I wanna keep going.” Lilac said.

Id laughed and allowed Lilac to continue tickling him.

“Ah—okay! Okay! I’m…I’m out of breath!” Id gasped.

Lilac did stop and chuckled mischievously as Id caught his breath. She laid down next to him and snuggled up next to him.

“Ah, shouldn’t we get going?” Asked Id.

“Ohh, we still have time! Let us just rest a little.” Lilac said with a wave of her hand…that went to tickle Id’s neck a little and he giggled.

Lilac giggled as well and stopped, moving her hand back down to his chest.

“Isn’t this…what couples do? Not that I don’t want you to stop, just…”

“I read that friends do this kind of thing too. It’s called platonic cuddling.”

“Well alright then. Then…maybe…we could do this tomorrow? After my evil scheme is done?” Id said.

“Mm. Yeah. That would be nice.”

“Alright. I’ll have to see if I have room in my schedule, but I think I can squeeze it in between my practice monologuing and my next evil schemes.” Id said.

Lilac laughed and rested her head underneath Id’s arm.

He smiled down at her. The butterflies rested close by, resting on the bench they had just been sitting on.

Id gently removed his hat and set it to the side and looked at the sky as he heard Lilac gently doze off a little. Id cast a glance at her and his heart skipped a beat again.

He gently ran a hand through her hair and smiled. He never had a friend before. Granted, he never really hung out in town before except to cause trouble for the locals. But having a real genuine friend felt nice. Comforting. Id wished he and Lilac could stay that way forever, but he knew they would have to get moving soon. But for now, he decided to allow them to rest and enjoy the moment.

He returned his gaze to the sky and watched as the clouds rolled by, being gently blown by the wind.

Id felt a tickling on his nose and giggled, before his eyes fluttered open and saw one of the butterflies on his nose, seeming to have woken him up.

He looked at the position of the sun and saw it was still high in the sky, but starting to lower, signalling it was still early afternoon.

He looked at the dozing form of Lilac who had propped herself on his chest. He sighed, smiling. He didn’t want to wake her up, but he knew she had a job to do and didn’t want her to end up late. He looked at the sky and continued to lay down, allowing Lilac to doze for a few more minutes. A butterfly flew over to her, but Id scowled and shook his head at it.

“Let her have a few minutes.” He hissed, careful not to wake her.

“Hey. Hey Lilac.”

Lilac gently woke up, looking at the lake before gently sitting up and looking at Id.

“Morning sunshine. Have a good sleep?” He asked.

“Yeah. I guess we better get going huh?” Lilac asked.

“Yeah. Come on, before I end up getting you in trouble with Joxxi.” Id said and stood up, and offered his hand to Lilac. She smiled and took it, and Id lifted her up rather quickly and she almost stumbled. Id laughed and Lilac playfully scowled at him.

“Ah come on, don’t be like that.” Id said as he and Lilac walked off.

“One day Id, you might not get so lucky and I’ll get you.” Lilac said, shaking a fist at him.

“Ha! No one has been able to foil me yet. What makes you think you’ll be lucky?” Asked Id.

“Oh, I have some tricks up my own sleeve. Just you wait you foul villain.” Lilac answered.

Id laughed.

They soon reached the other side of the park, where the supplies Lilac needed were and both Lilac and Id gathered them up.

“Alright, ready Freddy?” Asked Id.

Lilac looked around, making sure they had what they needed, before nodding.

“Yup! Teleport me away!” Lilac said.

Id chuckled and stood close to her, grabbing her hand with his free hand and teleported them both.

They stood on the cobblestone pathway that lead straight into town.

“Thank you Id. Today was the best day ever.” Lilac said.

“Anytime. But be careful. You never know what might happen next, during my latest evil schemes.” Id said.

Lilac grinned. “Well, then I might just have to foil you when that does happen and put you in your place.”

“We shall see, won’t we?” He asked.

“We shall.”

Lilac and Id set their items down and Lilac hugged Id. He returned the hug, making sure no one else was around to witness this and relaxed once he was certain there was no one else.

Lilac soon let go of Id and picked up the stuff. Id decided to make it easy for her and teleported away and came back with a wagon.

“Here. So you don’t have to carry such a heavy load.” He said.

“Thank you Id.” Lilac said and Id helped her load the stuff into the wagon.

“Anytime. See you tomorrow Lilac. You’ll see…you may have been spared of my evil schemes today, but tomorrow, you’re going to get the biggest surprise of your life! Hee hee hee. I’m so excited!” Id giggled.

“Awesome. Can’t wait. See ya tomorrow buddy!” Lilac said.

“Hey! Calling others buddy is my thing!” Id protested, still smiling.

Lilac laughed.

Id teleported away, leaving her by herself.

Lilac calmed down and sighed, a big smile on her face. She couldn’t wait to see what Id cooked up for her the next day.

Once night fell and Lilac had dinner at her home in Rook, she watched a movie (Prince of Egypt) with popcorn and soon headed to bed, having brushed her teeth and hair.

She put on her pyjamas and took out the flower that Id gave her from her jean pants pocket and smiled. She went downstairs and grabbed a glass bottle from her cupboard and filled it with water and placed the flower gently inside and carried it back to her room.

She placed the flower on the windowsill and looked up at the moon.

“Good night Id.” She said and went to climb into her bed and turned off her bedside light and immediately dozed off.

A butterfly, the same one that had landed on Id had decided to flutter in through the open window and landed on Lilac’s cheek.

“Good night Lilac.” It whispered the message Id asked to give it into her ear. Then the butterfly flew off and back out into the night to return to its friends.

[sadnesslaughs]

The witch begs your forgiveness for cursing you as a child; She was young and hot-headed, and would you like her to undo the curse? You aren’t sure what to say, as this is the first you’ve heard about any of this.

“Hi, it has come to my attention that I may have cursed you in the past. That was not very nice of me. The magic council has deemed me a Hex offender and, as such, I am required to correct all my previous wrongs. If I don’t, I’ll have my soul cast into the body of a lizard, frog, spider, or whatever they have lying around their offices. Lettuce, Carrots, Spinach-“ The witch began reading through her grocery list. Not even looking at Geoff as she stood on his doorstep. The palm cards nestled between her fingers, keeping a firm grip on them.

“Um, is there a new snazzy version of the Wizard of Oz on at the Jeva theater? If so, your costume is spectacular. Although, if you don’t mind some constructive criticism. I would suggest facing the speaker when saying your lines. It makes it feel more personal.” Geoff knew nothing about the strange woman. Only knowing that her grocery list matched the diets of the rabbits he saw bouncing through the backyard of his property.

“No, I cursed you when I was younger. It’s a long story. Did you ever rebel against your mother when you were young? Some people throw rocks at cars, others spray paint. I cursed. It’s a phase that most witches grow out of by the time they reach two hundred.” The palm cards vanished with a quick sleight of hand. The trick causing Geoff to clap.

“I did sometimes steal a cookie when it was past my bedtime. Not to eat, just to leave out in case santa arrived. I never learned to read a calendar, always frustrated my poor parents. So, how much for a ticket?” Geoff reached for his wallet, only for the witch to grab his hand. The cold palm of the witch freezing his arm hairs.

“No. Don’t. I COULD NEVER ACCEPT MONEY FROM A PERSON I’M TRYING TO HELP.” She shouted, eyes darting as she turned around. A black cat stopped on the footpath, watching the witch momentarily. The witch took a breath, pushing his hand towards his pocket. “I’m trying to help you. There’s no show. I’m a real life witch.”

“A real witch. Not a Sand Witch. Get it? Like a sandwich.” Geoff chuckled, only for the witch’s frustration to grow. She started mumbling a hex, the clouds darkening overhead. Before a bolt of lightning could come down, the cat meowed, causing her to lose her nerve.

“Ha…ha. Very funny, sir. A sandwich. How creative. What children’s joke book did you find that one in? I’m certain it must have been in the discount bin.” The witch smiled.

“Oh, it was. I got it from Penny or Pound. Do you shop there? It’s a book called. One hundred and one jokes for making friends. It’s a great read. I can lend it to you.”

“I… appreciate the sentiment, but I will have to decline. Now, we have established that I am a witch and a former hexaholic. If anyone is listening, I would like that noted in the records.” She glared at the cat who had gone back to licking itself, pretending not to care in that typical cat fashion. “Now, I’ll remove your curse.”

“What curse?”

“The curse that makes you believe it’s Christmas eve every day. Remember. I was trying to teach you a lesson about appreciating the scarcity of happiness. If anything, I would say this was a lesson rather than a curse.”

“Reow?” The cat spoke up.

“Ok, ok. Fine. I did it because I thought it was funny.”

“Reow….”

“Ok, I did it because I hated Christmas and I was jealous that he had a loving family while I had a mother who called me daughter three. The one to use when I need spare eyes. Are you happy?”

“Meow.”

“As I was saying. I’ll remove your curse.” The witch gave a fake smile. Her purple lips having to lift a weight as great as Sisyphus’s struggle to get her mouth to move that way.

“What curse? It is Christmas eve. Tis the season to be jolly as they say.”

“No. it’s not. It’s August. My curse makes you think it’s always Christmas eve. Look, I need you to want the curse removed. I can’t force you to remove it. So, what do you say?”

“I say, Ho Ho Ho and a Merry Christmas Eve.” Geoff laughed, slapping his belly in a jolly gesture.

“Ok, I tried. Enjoy your curse, weirdo.” The witch turned, only for the cat to hiss at her. “What? I tried.” The cat hissed again. “Don’t call me that. Fine. I didn’t think elder mages could threaten people. Who's the real monster?” She turned back around, sighing. “Have none of your family ever mentioned this to you?”

“Hm. Now that you mention it. My mother did take me to see a lot of doctors. I think they mentioned I was suffering from some trauma. I hit my head that night, so that could have caused something. My parents and the doctors ended up being wrong, though. My dad admitted that I was right about the date. So, I think your curse story is a little farfetched.”

“So, they indulged your curse to not cause you any further damage. Clever. I think deep down you know they’re lying to you. If you let me remove the curse, I’ll prove it.” The witch held out her hand again, trying to get this over with.

“So, if you’re right. Does that mean I wasted all day getting Christmas decorations for nothing?”

“Indeed. Hurry up, hand in my palm, now.”

“Oh. Seems a waste not to use them. How about we have a Christmas party and you can remove my curse after?” Geoff said, offering to let her into his home. The home decorated with Christmas ornaments and Santa statues. The home looking like it belonged to someone that either had a deep, unrequited love for Santa or planned to assassinate him.

“I don’t have time.”

“Meow?”

“Ok, I have plenty of time.” The witch crouched before the cat, poking its nose. “This isn’t part of the deal.”

“Meow.”

“What? You can’t change the deal. Are you a council member or a con artist? Fine, if I do this, no more threatening to turn me into an animal.”

“Meowwww.” The cat said, the meow having a little sadness to it. The cat enjoying being able to meow its threats.

The witch entered and thus, Geoff’s 6890 Day of Christmas eve began. The witch spent the first three hours brooding on the couch. Having to listen to Christmas music while Geoff sang. The fourth hour, the group played charades. A game that was hard to play with only two people and a cat.

By the end of the night, the witch didn’t hate the holiday as much as she thought she would. The two discuss what presents they would like. When it got late, the cat curled up in Geoff’s Christmas sweater, while the witch and Geoff discussed the holiday in further detail.

“What a night. Ok, I’m ready to have it removed.” Geoff held out his hand.

“Right. Sorry and stuff.” She gripped his hand and sent out a hot, invisible flame through his arm. Geoff howled, waking the cat, his skin feeling as though it would bubble and pop at any moment. Only for the pain to fade as quickly as it came, exiting out his toes. When the pain left, he stared at the witch and cat.

“So, it was all a lie. I’ll have to apologize to everyone. All my Christmas chatter would have driven them insane. Must be why mom and dad don’t call very often. Hey. Since it’s not Christmas. Do you want a present? I can’t keep them around the house, so feel free to take something. They’re only cheap. I spent so much money on presents that I ended up needing to buy my gifts from Penny and Pound.”

“A gift? Why? Do you intend to get your revenge by luring me into a trap? What happens when I open the box? Will a gnome climb out and pull out my eye?”

“Me-ow.” The cat yawned, trying to snap out of its sleepy state.

“What? It’s what I would do to a person who cursed me. Fine. I accept your gift.” She went to the tree, picking out a small candy cane colored box. “Thank you. I shall take my leave.”

“Ok. Hey. You mentioned being jealous of my family. If you want. You can come to our Christmas party this year. If you don’t curse anyone.”

“I’ll consider it. Come on, let’s get going.” The cat followed her out the door. When she got outside, she opened the box, finding a little snowman keychain. The snowman green due to some printing error, explaining the cheap cost. She smiled, deeming it a witch snowman or a snow witch for short. She attached it to her dungeon key before flying off on her broom.

[whooleon]

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